I'm up at the crack of dawn. Actually, hours before the crack of dawn because our little Benjamin Button Baby continues to move back in time. Every day he keeps getting up earlier and earlier and there is no rest for the weary. This morning it was 4:20am. As much as we continue to try to put this little rug rat back in his bed there is no denying the fact that he's just up! And every day we seem to move back in time, as every morning I look at the clock, and it's earlier than it was the morning before.
What are we doing wrong? This kid is moving back in time! Aren't kids suppose to sleep in later as they get older? It doesn't matter what time he goes to bed. It doesn't matter how many days in a row we put him to bed at a specific time. It all just doesn't matter. He's his own person and there is no schedule or rhyme or reason to what he's doing other than he's just the Benjamin Button Baby.
I feel once again I have a infant. I asked my husband at 4:30am this morning, in a joking manner, if he was ready to have number three. The answer to that would be no. We have a 2 year old and he seems to be acting more like an infant.
Instead of being permanently connected to my boob wanting me to to feed him, he's permanently connected to the door handle on the fridge or the kitchen cabinet. He wakes me up and the first thing he does is not only say "food", but also sign the word. He means business! I can not keep enough food down this kids throat. I think we eat pretty much 10 meals a day and he's still hungry! He's ready for his morning snack at 4am! Are we growing a giant here? He's 97% for height and about 20% for weight. He's a string bean giant! He's growing taller than I can keep food in him. And if he needs to eat it at 4am, so be it I suppose.
As I'm trying to figure out when I'll get to sleep, I realize I am moving forward at the speed of light, although I feel like I'm reliving my days backwards. I need to slow down, even though I feel like I don't have any choice but to move (even if it is at 4am). This too shall end and then I'll look back and think how I missed it. My little buddy is reminding me every day I can start fresh (and that I need to). Time can move backwards even if it is a new day.
Children make you want to start life over. ~Muhammad Ali
If I feel like I'm reliving the same day over and over maybe that's because I didn't live it correctly the day before. I didn't enjoy it the way I should have. I didn't live in the moment. My little buddy wakes me up earlier and earlier every day to remind me I have more time to do that, if only I'd take advantage of it.
Thanks little guy! Now I'm off to change a poopy diaper. He does like to keep things real!
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